Ra'navghan-Jahal: Grand Gujarati Rakshabandhan Rasadhar like Bahubali!

- Spectrometer-Jay Vasavada

- Even if the films are made and the diaries are hummed, but with a new way of gloriousness and emotional touch, we have global stories at Game of Thrones level.

Only India has an exclusive cultural festival for Bro & Sis. Rakshabandhan to the rebels. Officially the end of the festival season. When it comes to siblings, there are wonderful stories of siblings (one small child, one belly is raised in the womb) which are considered brothers and sisters in India. No, it is not a scam to be brothers and sisters of Dharar Dharam. It is not wrong to call all of them as brothers or sisters. But couples who have actually grown up with each other and feel brother-sister love genuine without any other sexual attraction to each other. Often such a brother or sister is found even after growing up instead of childhood. Without the ashes, the bridge of affection and security with which one feels.

In such stories, Lakshmi-Baliraja is a wonderful story - a pleasant combination of two cultures like Arya-Dravid and Sur-Asura. The much talked about Karnavati and Humayun are national level. But there is a story that grew up in the lap of Garwar Garh Girnar from Dhingi Dhara of Sorath. In Charani literature, many versions of the well-known Jahal's letter have been written. And the other famous story of the second volume of Zaverchand Meghani's immortal 'Saurashtrani Rasdhar': Ra Navghan.

This is the year of Meghanibhai's birth (19). Rotating university and not a dry 'master' back. The 'master' of humor and rhetoric. He recognizes the roots of his homeland, but treats foreign art and life with the same respect. The heroism of Shorya and the valorus of beauty are two of the same skill. He has also made a 'legend' about the story of Ra 'Navghan. This is not true history but 'legend'. Face to face, Karnopakarna (Mouth to Mouth, Year to Year) A story told and perpetuated for decades. A lot has been added to it. In India, creativity to run on the wings of one's own imagination is already allowed. There are several versions of Ramayana Mahabharata! As the characters become more and more popular, they will continue to create new molds.

Zaverchand Meghani understood this. He was interested in storytelling. If folklore is forgotten over the generations, it was previously in its documentation. But then there was such a craze that this original purpose was forgotten. Stories became a symbol of someone’s ego. She lost sight of her fascinating creation. If we look at Demi Moore's film 'Ghost' which is called 'Veer Mangadavalo', the equivalent of the same plot (not a copy), then we can understand the difference between this angle. That is why we have not been able to make our wonderful heritage global. Chinese-Japanese-Arabian-Folktales went global but remained our local. Emotional is fine, but mixing imagination and putting it in a new way in front of a new generation is not a good idea, and if Fave tries it, it will not be possible for a society like the Taliban to become numb in the name of culture!

See how the story of Hansel and Grital, the journey and survival story of two childhood siblings with an element of the horror story laid out by the Graeme Brothers, who collects European fairy tales from village to village like the rest of Meghani, became world famous. Ra'navaghan is iridescent in all respects. Haji Kasam, if your electricity is forgotten in Gujarat, there is a chance that Titanic will be remembered. Infect, we need a visionary Gujarati Rajamouli like Bahubali inspired by Mahabharata Ramayana, that's all! Because here is the politics of Kavadava, there is a raging war, there are sacrifices that bring tears to the eyes, there is innocence, help! There is courage for shelter, there is loyalty for the ideal. There is even a miracle of visually rich roses that pierces the sea! In between, there is the love of siblings with 'It's different' instead of boyfriend and girlfriend. There is a journey called 'Heroic' for keeping promises. Alas, the fear of atrocities against women after the occupation of Afghanistan by the present terrorist Taliban seems to be a direct relevance to the anti-rapist, who is as fervent as Sita, who maintains self-respect.

The story is well known. It is long, so here is the essence. Her film is also made in the seventies. But the presentation of the elements of international scale in it, which requires a Bhansali's vision, was not in the film. It was a typical melodramatic storytelling. But the so-called king Ra of Junagadh and Vanasthali (Vanthali) (it is interesting that sun worship was practiced in Egypt in the ancient culture of the world and the name of the supreme god Sun God was 'Ra'! Happens. Mostly we hold Meghanibhai's finger and walk to celebrate Rakshabandhan. Because all this is not understood when mom Jasal (Jahal), who is mixed in the rays of 'Ra', hears the mourning for her mother's dead son, but I remember her tears running down her cheeks like a bore!

Let's celebrate Rakhi with Ra'navghan and Jahal.

There are stories of external aggression in our heritage, there are stories of murderers fighting against hypocrisy inside. It was similar to the principality status of the time of the British. There was no map like today's Gujarat. That is why the queens of Sorath (Junagadh panth) king Durlabhasen Solanki came from Gujarat to Saurashtra. The tax for bathing in Damodarkund fell to the king of Junagadh, Ra Dias. It seems insulting today for VIPs to stand in line for tickets. The ego was wounded. To avenge Durlabhas, he deceived and sent troops in the guise of pilgrims. Ra Dias was deceived and killed. Durlabhasen captured the power of Junagadh.

The queens of Ra Dias were sati according to the custom of the time. But one Sonalde had a suckling child, who ended up saving him in a wanderlust and handed over the care of Rajbeej to a Vadaran (maid). While wandering, the maid met Ahir Devayat Nodar of Alidar village and handed over the child of Shura Tekila Devayat (according to a Vyaka) to the Raj. So that it does not happen that the enemy speaks out, tricks or threatens to say the same thing to someone sometimes in excitement!

Devayat was to uphold the Ashira Dharam (the virtue of protecting the life of the one who has surrendered or the one who is in the yard). According to Meghani's description, Ekkek Thanel (Than means breast), a mother with one child and two younger siblings, asked her husband, 'Who is this?' Devayat started talking to his wife. Ahirani took pity on the child who was starving without a mother. He moved his daughter away and let the prince drink the milk. Devayat is worried that someone will find out, but the tough leavened wife said, 'Your soda drinker (serving sideways, sleeping together) will not move his stomach water. Even if the living skin comes off! '

And there was the gabby story of the magic of the birth of this child that suddenly fell into its lap. His name was famous in Navghan Malak. Because he had been in the womb for nine years instead of nine months! The other queens of the king believed in Navghan's Maa Oghan (Pregnancy) Khodiyar Maa as a flower of blessing, then a statue was buried in the ground and the child did not come out of Maa's womb. But in the end, Somvarani played the opposite game, spread false news of childbirth and after the mother-in-law went to see the statue of Kamanaruman, the magic was broken and Navghan was born! (Why? The magic element is just a little bit in Harry Potter's story? Take it!)

After drinking so much, the mother drank Navghan's milk and turned to Navghan. The three began to roar.

And after five years of playing together, all of a sudden someone gave the news and Durlabhasen's team landed in Cuttack village! Devayat was called. An army stormed the village. Devayat was asked, "Is the dynasty of Dias growing up in your house?" Everyone else is watching in silence. Everyone was going to make excuses, but there was good news, there was an emergency where many corpses would fall. Devayat said calmly, "Yes, but I would have handed it over to Maharaj Durlabhasen later. Durlabhasen's general said, "Let him go for sure, you don't have to go." Devayat wrote a letter to his wife with great care. After asking Navghan to get ready and send, he added that he should talk keeping 'Ra'. The shrewd wife understood. Instead of Navghan, his son Vahan is very happy

Prepared like Elijah's mother and handed over to the killer. The other two children, unaware of Navghan, wore new clothes and decided to go to their father.

Haiyan Valovi handed over his cousin Vahan, who had come as Navghan, to the army of Durlabhasen with a smile on his face for his loyalty to the original Raj, where the poor child was killed. But the father suffered for the sake of the Sacrifice / Sacrifice policy. Sure

Devayat's wife was called to the office. Said the eyes of this dead child are to be trampled underfoot. The strong-minded mother did it by hardening the liver. The onlookers got tired (stand!)

Readers, this Greek tragedy is in Shakespeare's writings! But the next chapter is more reminiscent of King Arthur's world-famous English story. Just as Jashoda died at the hands of Kansa as a child of Devaki, who gave birth to a daughter to raise Kanaya, so Navghan was brought up by Ahir's mother with her daughter Jahal, who grew up playing. The handsome teenager, who had broken his mustache, took a new cart and hit him hard. Father Devayat was brought to the farm, then the Charu (Aquarius) of wealth came out. The time has come for Devayat to take Navghan home and decide on the marriage of his daughter Jahal.

He is going to invite all the strong and armed Ahir youths for the marriage of Jahal to the royal court of Junagadh with great fanfare. Bhagole gathered everyone. The pretext of the daughter's wedding is that the Zaza people get dressed, which is considered as a show of strength in the festival. He spoke of the sacrifice of his own son. Navghan was prepared and informed of the fact. Stories of sacrifice are worldwide, even festivals in Abrahamic religions. Navghan's eyes lit up to avenge his brother. Devayat said, 'There is a huge drum in Uparkot in Junagadh, it sounds when a coup takes place. This cushion belongs to your father. You have the right to it. (It's like King Ayre's sword!)

Escalated into a trick of deception against the enemy. Navghan became the king of Junagadh. Ra' Navghan was born at a young age. The marriage of the sister was taken with royal pomp. The brother, who had become a king and had not grown up together, asked Sister Jahal what she wanted in a wedding gift. Jahl said, 'Brother, I don't want anything. If Tanu comes like that, I will definitely ask. '

Ten-twelve years have passed. Devayat and his wife passed away. The famine was such that the cows, Mankoda Chare (this is Meghani!) And her husband Ansatiya, took livestock and set off in the direction of Jahal Sindh (today's Pakistan near Kutch) in search of water. Many of them had become very young. (If you have to imagine, it is called a tailormade role for Tiger Shroff. Baap Jackie means brother Gujarati!) What a description of Meghanibhai! 'I didn't feel like eating rice without Dhingana ...! Horses hunt in the overgrown bushes of Gir. The life of the cliffs, mountains and cliffs has become dear to his life. A stone-pillow pounding Ra 'on his cliff with the sound of a light bulb, the sound of thumping and roaring on the tuk-tuk of the hill.'

Navghan is the king. It is not sad for him that a ragged man started kicking at the door of the upper coat of Junagadh. If the beggar understands and runs away, then he says he wants to meet Ra. The answer was 'Raedho thodo padyo hoy ra' and the green grass was cut down. As a heavy seller of green grass, he got into Ra'navaghan's horse. A horse named Zapado was considered Navghan. He found an opportunity to come to Navghan. He was a young man like a dirty laborer.

It seemed as if the person who was saying Navram to Ram had seen Ansar somewhere. When asked about his identity, Sansati opened the turban and took out a letter that had been torn and the letters were strewn with tears. Like Anmol Ratan, the piece of paper came in Ra's hand. Inside, there was Sister Jahal's sister who gave Haiyu Valovi.

'Brother, my mother threw me on the chest to raise you, so I didn't have a strong childhood. (I want your grace.) My cousin died for you, but I am in trouble today despite being a big brother like you. My Kabuli Mians have a dirty look, Asuras are sitting on my chest. (The reference to the Taliban will also appear, that is to say!) I have been stopped by the Muslim king of Sindh, Hamir Sumra. Believe me, Janyo is not a brother, that's why I'm in this situation! '

Tears welled up in Navghan's eyes. Ask to speak in a concise manner. In the words of Meghanibhai, 'Cattle grazing on the bank of the river showed the ness. I went out to graze. Jahal was not on the bank of the lake. Hamir Sumra, who was on the hunt, looked ignorant. Like a hamni patya (gold patya), a vasuki snake has fallen on the bamboo of an ignorant person. Gorangoran Roop, the dark body of Pahadputri. Sumaro went mad. Unconventional army. Jahl said that he has been fasting for six months. It took six months to make Patrani. Sent secretly to her husband, hoping there is a brother in the world who might help! '

Navghan died. The daughter of the family who gave Homi for the sake of promise, will die if help is not forthcoming. Ra 'Navghan raised nine lakh horses (Meghanibhai also notes here that it is an exaggeration: nine lakh horses' chickpeas are not enough even if there is not enough in the drought) This is the story. Just as a painter paints with a dark brush to create a predictable effect, so might a mighty army with many narcissists of Saurashtra be written to give weight to the description, or, as the experts say, a new horse riding on a gallop.

Fantasy Element - Like 'Lord of the Rings' or 'Star Wars', it goes on and on. Meghanibhai notes that the daughter of a shepherd named Nara appeared and got the name Varudi (not Rudi). But the thing is that Mataji's blessings were given to help the 'Raksha' bond of Tana Prem. Respecting the innocence of children who go to fight is also a modern shade. The creed is long and Balvesh is playing with seven friends. I Varuvadi urges Navghan to go to the ground. In the midst of a drought, water is scarce. The seven girls make the leaves of the tree and make an army out of a small pot.

This is not to say that the world will be absorbed in the price of a child's mind. There is a horizontal sea, will Sumaro pick up the carcasses of the ignorant to go back? But Varupadi says, 'Go straight to the Bindas sea with a horse after a black goddess (Devachakali) sits on the edge of your spear. And when that happens, the waves of the ocean miraculously split in two. In the meantime, the part of the road became the desert of Kutch!

In Ness, Jahal's eyes are wide open and he climbs the hill. The dust of his brother's ride flies from the direction of Sorath? Or do you love your brother's bed rather than your brother or sister's call ?. At night, the corpse may have fallen in front of Sumra with a green atlas. Mixing the aroma of firmness in the perfume of Mogra. The army of Navghan is called. Navghan's army shines as the whole earth unites. Dhamasana Jung is played, and in the morning Sumra's body falls on her sister's lap. Thousands of fallen beards flutter in the wind! Yes, Zazumi Bhai fulfills her hope in her sister's protection, it is the bond of brotherly love.

The end of the story is that one of the gold bricks lying in Sindh, one by one Veer Ley Navghan, said, 'I am the king's brother-in-law, I will not lift weights'. Navghan built Varuvadi Mata's gold temple with the help of bricks. In it, like a gokhala, a brick space fell empty. Due to Ayam's tumakhi, Navghan beheaded him with a sword there, but after seeing the blood of Kshatriya late, Varuvadi's mother revived him. He ran behind and knocked on the door of Junagadh. But the clever horse Japada saw the shadow of the spear and jumped on the faithful and paid the wound!

There is a folklore explaining the commitment of Rakshabandhan and Veerapasali with the love of brothers and sisters with wonderful interest! Good luck!

Fast forward

Meat Mandai on Sindh-Mahip Dushasan Keri Muj

Like Panchali, this cry is full of magic

I'm not a father, I'm not a brother

Veera, I am truly engaged to you

Hide wounds on the inside, do not hide the form

The snake snorts at the top of the flower, and the limbs are touched

Tegsubani is placed on the shoulder of my cowardly hero

Dungar samo devat dagyo nahi, thadko na mane thay

Dudhadiya's engagement, sacrificing his father's virtues

If Kapada Kero gave the ball, Mandvareni Manya

Even if Navghan forgets my revenge, brother

Forget the kinship of those who were born in the earth

I'm not a father, I'm not a brother,

Veera, I am truly engaged to you.

(Jahal's letter written by Avinash Vyas in 19 for the film Ra Navghan)